The Dragon's Mate (Book Seven)

by Elizabeth Kelly

  “Hello, Kaida.”

  She purred again, the sound softer and a bit sweeter when she was in her human form, and tugged down the zipper of his jacket. “Did you miss me?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good.” She pushed his jacket off his shoulders and then moved closer, frowning at the goosebumps on his arms. “Are you cold, my mate?”

  “A little,” he said.

  She leaned in and kissed his neck, her tongue tasting his skin as she slid one arm around his shoulders and used her other hand to unbutton and unzip his jeans. “My mate needs to be warmed, doesn’t he?”

  He moaned when her warm hand slipped into his briefs and wrapped around his dick. His semi turned to a full-on erection and she purred happily before nipping at his earlobe.

  “Are you always this… oh fuck, that feels good…” He thrust into her hand as she pumped him firmly.

  “Always this what?” She kissed his jawline and nipped at his throat.

  “Uh… affectionate after you fly?”

  She laughed. “If by affectionate, you mean horny, then yes. Flying makes me want to fuck. Do you have a problem with that human?”

  “No, ma’am,” he said as she tugged his shirt over his head. “But maybe we should head back to the cabin. It’s a little cold and someone might see us if we – shit!”

  Kaida had hooked one foot behind his legs and with a gentle shove, tripped him as neat as could be. He landed on his back on the ground, the blow softened by Kaida’s grip and the thick grass below him.

  She straddled his thighs and pulled the opening of his jeans apart, pushing down the front of his briefs until his cock popped free. She rubbed him with one hand, long firm strokes that made his hips rise and his breath puff out of his chest in low moans and groans.

  She cupped one breast, toying with the nipple until she made her own soft moan.

  “Kaida,” he said hoarsely. “Please.”

  She rubbed her thumb across the top of his dick, smiling in approval when she felt the moisture gathered there. She rubbed across the slit and then traced the ridge before tugging lightly on the head.

  He cried out, his hands reaching to clamp on her thighs, his fingers digging into her smooth skin. “Fuck, Kaida!”

  “Do you know what I was thinking about while I was flying, Bren?”

  He shook his head, his gaze glued to her perfect tits, to the way her nipples had hardened as she teased them with her fingers.

  “I was thinking about you waiting for me to return. I was thinking about your,” she bent over and he sucked in a hard breath when her warm mouth surrounded the head of his cock and she sucked lightly for a few seconds before releasing him, “beautiful cock and how it belongs to me and only me.”

  She straightened, her terrible, wonderful hand still stroking, pulling, teasing. “Only me. Is that not right, human?”

  “Yes,” he said. “That’s right.”

  Her thumb traced the thick vein that ran along the underside, her smile both sinful and sexy. “You are my mate, human. Say it.”

  “I’m your mate,” he groaned out.

  She scooted forward and when her wet pussy rubbed along the length of his shaft, they both moaned. She reached down and rubbed her clit, parting the lips of her pussy and showing him the swollen nub that gleamed in the moonlight. “Do you see how wet you make your mate?”

  “Yes,” he whispered.

  She rubbed a hand across his bare chest, flicking one flat nipple with her finger, before tugging lightly on his chest hair. “Are you ready to be fucked, my mate?”

  He muttered a curse, his hands cupping her hips and squeezing. “We can’t.”

  She growled at him, smoke drifting out of her mouth. She grabbed his hands and yanked them above his head, pinning them into the grass as she leaned over him, letting her tits rub against his chest.

  “Fuck,” he moaned when she rubbed her pussy up and down the length of his aching dick.

  She growled again, her eyes glowing, before she kissed him hard on the mouth. Her tongue thrust between his lips, tasting and teasing and taking. He returned her kiss, just as hot and eager as she was.

  They broke the kiss, both of them gasping for air. She growled again and said, “Your cock is mine. Do not deny me what is mine.”

  He nipped at her throat. “I’m not denying you. But I don’t have a condom on me and I’m pretty sure you don’t have one in that cloak of yours. So, what do you say we head back to your cabin and finish this… oh fuck, that feels good.”

  Kaida’s warm pussy slid down his cock and any lingering cold he felt disappeared completely. He hadn’t taken a woman bare in years, and the feel of her hot wet warmth surrounding his dick was almost overwhelming.

  “I want you like this,” she whispered into his ear. “When you are close, tell me and I will finish you with my mouth. Do you agree to this, my mate?”

  “Yes,” he said as his body arched. “Fuck, yes.”

  “Good.” She brushed her nipple across his mouth. He captured it between his lips, licking and sucking it into a hard and swollen peak. Moaning, her pelvis rising up and down in slow thrusts, she tugged away before giving him her other nipple to tease. He gave her what she wanted until she was crying out with pleasure.

  She pulled away, sitting up and bracing her hands on his chest as she rode him hard. He gripped her smooth hip with one hand and used his other to tease her clit. Her head fell back, her long dark hair tickling his thighs as she moved hard and fast. He rubbed her clit with the ball of his thumb, using the firm steady pressure he’d discovered she liked. Her chest was glowing bright red, the air around them growing steadily hotter as her internal temperature rose. He was no longer cold, the sweat sliding down his skin as he watched Kaida’s chest grow a deeper red.

  She sucked in a deep breath, her body stiffening and her pussy squeezing around him as she came. Her face pointed to the sky, her pussy squeezing and releasing him as she came again and again, she opened her mouth and released a burst of flame. It was larger and hotter than he’d ever seen her release and he watched in fascination as the fire lit up the clearing.

  She blew out another burst of flame, this one a little smaller, before collapsing on his chest. Her warm body shook, and he could feel her heart pounding against his. She moved her pelvis in slow gentle motions, squeezing his dick with every downward stroke as his hands slid down and gripped her ass.

  He squeezed lightly and met each of her thrusts, pressing hot kisses against her shoulder as the ache in his dick grew. He pumped harder, relishing the feel of Kaida’s blunt nails digging into his shoulders, the nip of her sharp teeth against his throat. She was soaking wet and so fucking warm… he could feel his balls tightening and the base of his spine was tingling.

  He didn’t want her to finish him with her mouth, he wanted her pussy. He wanted to feel her squeezing around him as he drove in deep and emptied himself inside of her. Wanted her to take every last bit of his cum into her soft and supple body.

  Before he lost his mind and just came inside of her, he gasped out, “Kaida, I’m close. Honey, I’m so close.”

  She slowed to a stop and he bit back his groan of disappointment as she pressed a kiss against his neck. His body stiffened, his cock going impossibly hard when she whispered into his ear, “I don’t want to finish you with my mouth.”

  He groaned, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh of her perfect ass. “Kaida…”

  “I want you to come inside me, my mate. Do you want that?”

  “Yes,” he moaned.

  “It’s what you’re supposed to do, isn’t it?” Her voice was low and hypnotic. “We are mates, aren’t we?”

  “Yes.” He thrust hard, Kaida’s warmth surrounding him down to the very base of his dick.

  “I want to please my mate,” Kaida licked the curve of his ear. “What do you want, Bren?”

  “I want to come in you,” he gasped out.

  “I want that too,” she breathed.

 
He flipped her over so quickly, she didn’t have time to react. He was back inside of her, his dick surrounded by her hot warmth before her gasp of surprise had died out. Her thighs squeezed his hips and she smiled up at him as he propped himself up on his hands above her.

  “Fuck me, my mate,” she demanded.

  He drove into her, hard and fast, her hips meeting his stroke for stroke. Her soft hands were everywhere, his chest, his ribs, his back, stroking and teasing and driving his need higher. He was so damn close, balancing on the razor thin edge of his control.

  He was fucking Kaida. He was fucking her bare and when he was done, she’d be pregnant with his baby. She’d be his forever. A vision of Kaida, her belly round with his baby, flashed through his head and he shouted her name as he climaxed, straining and pumping as he emptied himself deep inside of her. Her muscles clamped around him and he collapsed on top of her, breathing harshly against her neck as her warm hands stroked his back.

  He rolled to his side, worried about crushing her, and brought her with him. His cock was still softening inside of her and she kept herself close against him, kissing his neck and chest as he stared up at the moon.

  The pleasure of his orgasm was fading, leaving him feeling a little sick inside. What the fuck was wrong with him? He’d just had some sort of…of breeding fantasy about Kaida, and he’d let himself come inside of her. Had he gone crazy?

  As if she sensed his discomfort, she said, “All my tests are clear, Bren. I promise.”

  “Mine are too,” he said. “Are you on the pill?”

  She didn’t reply and he smoothed her hair back from her face. “Kaida, are you on birth control?”

  “No,” she said before rolling out of his embrace. She climbed gracefully to her feet and walked across the clearing to her cloak. He sat up and tucked his dick away, buttoning and zipping his jeans before grabbing his shirt and putting it on.

  He stood and snagged his jacket from the ground before walking to where Kaida was waiting for him at the clearing.

  “Come, human,” she held out her hand, “we need to get you home before you freeze to death.”

  “Kaida, wait.” The tone of her voice was normal, but she wouldn’t look at him. He tugged on her hand. “Look at me.”

  She took a deep breath before raising her gaze to his. “What’s wrong?”

  “What’s wrong?” He frowned at her. “We just had sex without a condom and you’re not on birth control. We need to talk about what we do if you get pregnant.”

  She shook her head. “It’s not going to happen.”

  “You don’t know that,” he said.

  “I do.” She pressed a quick kiss against his mouth. “Dragons have a hard time getting pregnant, remember?”

  “I remember, but…”

  “It isn’t possible,” Kaida said. “We have to try for years to have a baby. One bout of unprotected sex isn’t going to result in a baby. I promise.”

  “And if you’re wrong?” Bren said.

  “I’m not.” She kissed him again. “Look, I wouldn’t have asked you to come in me if I thought there was even a small chance it would result in pregnancy. I’m not trying to trap you into anything, if that’s what you’re worried about. I am not going to get pregnant from this.”

  “I didn’t think you were trying to trap me. I’m a big boy, I could have said no.” He could hear the anger in his voice, and she smiled apologetically at him.

  “You’re right. I shouldn’t have said that. I’m sorry. C’mon, you’re freezing, I know you are.”

  “But what if you’re wrong,” he persisted as he followed her into the woods. “What if you are pregnant?”

  “I’m not wrong,” she said. “Trust me, Bren.”

  * * *

  “Go home, Bren.”

  Bren glared at Morales. “I can do my job, Captain.”

  “You were followed to that break and enter I assigned you this morning, weren’t you?”

  Bren didn’t reply and Morales said, “They followed you back to the precinct. We’ve got reporters camped out in front of the building.”

  “They’ll lose interest soon,” Bren said.

  “Probably. But it won’t hurt for you to take the rest of the week off. Hell, it’ll probably be good for you. You work too much anyway. Give it a few days for shit to calm down and come back to work on Monday.”

  “Captain, I don’t -”

  “Not a choice, Matthews.” Morales’ voice was calm but there was no compromise in it. Once he’d made up his mind about something, there was very little chance of changing it.

  Bren shut down his laptop. He started to pack it up and Morales shook his head. “Time off, Bren. The precinct will survive without you for a few days.”

  “My caseload is -”

  “Will still be waiting for you when you come back. If there’s anything that’s an emergency, I’ll get another detective to cover for you.”

  Pissed, but knowing that there was nothing he could do, Bren left his laptop on his desk. Morales clapped him on the back. “You get your vehicle yet?”

  “Yeah,” Bren said. “The security company that I hired to protect Tyler got my keys from me this morning. They picked up my car and grabbed me some clothes and stuff from my apartment. Said there was still a pack of reporters hanging around.”

  “Fucking vultures,” Morales said. He squeezed Bren’s shoulder. “This’ll blow over eventually. You got a place to stay?”

  “Yes,” Bren said.

  “Good. Text me if you need anything, yeah?”

  “I will. Thanks, Captain.”

  Bren grabbed the ballcap he’d stuffed into the bottom drawer of his desk and jammed it onto his head before heading out the back door of the precinct. His SUV was parked close to the door and after taking a look for reporters, he jogged over to it and climbed in. He put his sunglasses on and took the back alley out to the street, easing behind three news vans and the crowd of reporters milling on the sidewalk – Christ, how many reporters did this city have? – and making his escape down the street.

  He checked his rear-view mirror repeatedly and made a few different unnecessary turns before being satisfied that he wasn’t followed and heading toward Mara and Roland’s house. He’d given his cell number to Mara before he left with Kaida last night and Mara had texted him this morning to tell him both boys were doing fine but that, as per the school’s original request, she was keeping them home with her for the rest of the week.

  He pulled into the driveway of the wolf shifter’s home and shut the SUV off before checking his phone. There was no text from Kaida. Not that he expected there to be. After they returned from the clearing, they’d crawled into bed. Kaida had fallen asleep immediately. He laid awake until just after six then had a quick shower. She’d mostly woken when he kissed her goodbye but was asleep again before he even made it to the door of the bedroom.

  He still felt uneasy about having sex without a condom. He knew Kaida was right – the odds of her being pregnant were low, but what if she was? It’d be one hell of a mess they’d gotten themselves into, if she was.

  Like you wouldn’t be thrilled if she was pregnant.

  He couldn’t argue with his inner voice. He would be over the goddamn moon if Kaida was carrying his baby. She wasn’t, he knew she wasn’t, but he couldn’t help the little thrill he got just thinking she might be.

  They needed to sit down and talk…really talk. But Kaida was spooked about everything that had happened with his father, and he had the bad feeling that she would bolt like a startled deer if he even pushed a little to talk about where their relationship was going. He wanted to clear the air with her, wanted to find out if she loved him or if she was just going along with her dragon’s infatuation with him because it was easier, but the thought that it might push her to drop him completely from her life, made him feel sick to his stomach. Worse – it scared the shit out of him.

  He stared at himself in the rear-view mirror before yanking his sunglas
ses and ballcap off and leaving them on the passenger seat. “Some fucking tough guy you are,” he muttered and headed toward the house, locking his car behind him.

  He knocked on the door and smiled at Mara when she opened it. “Hi, Mara. Sorry to drop by without texting first.”

  “Don’t be silly,” she said. “Come over whenever you want. The boys and I are about to have lunch. Have you eaten?”

  “No,” he said as he followed her into the house and down the hall to the kitchen. Tyler and Corey were sitting at the table, both of them looking at Tyler’s iPad. Bren dropped into the seat next to his brother and Tyler held out his fist without looking away from the iPad.

  “Dude.”

  “Hey, buddy.” He bumped Ty’s fist with his own.

  “Why aren’t you at work?” Ty asked.

  “I’m taking a few days off.”

  “Because you want to or because you have to?” Tyler finally looked at him.

  Bren didn’t reply and after a moment, Mara said, “The soup is almost ready. You boys wash up and then set the table for me, would you?”

  “Sure,” Corey said.

  He and Tyler left the kitchen and Mara smiled at Bren. “Your brother and his boyfriend are lovely young men.”

  “Thanks again for letting them stay here. I appreciate it,” Bren said.

  “We don’t mind at all. Actually,” Mara tasted the soup again, “I had a chat with Corey’s social worker this morning, and he agreed to let us temporarily foster Corey until a more permanent solution could be found.”

  “Seriously?” Bren said.

  “Yes. Neither Roland nor I could stand the thought of him going to a group home when we have so much space here. It’s just our Becky at home now and it’s been nice having more than one teenager again,” Mara said.

  Bren laughed. “You might be the only person I know who is actively looking for more teenagers. Are you sure you know what you’re getting into?”

  Mara grinned at him. “We have six children, Detective, and four of them were hormonal teenage boys at the same time. It was complete and utter chaos, and I miss that chaos tremendously.”